Chapter 292
Chapter 292:
“It is a Soul-Fracture,” Dr. Evans said quietly, delivering the formal diagnosis. “A rare trauma in our world. This is currently only temporary, but without proper treatment, the condition can persist and even worsen p>
My legs gave out again. I slid down the cold wall, burying my face in my hands. But Kain didn’t let me fall into the abyss. He took the medical tablet from the doctor, his face a mask of absolute, terrifying calm.
I watched as Kain closed his eyes. The air around us grew suddenly heavy, thick with the ozone crackle of his immense Lycan power. He was using his Mind-Link.
Fletcher, Kain’s deep voice vibrated in the quiet corridor, though his lips barely moved. I want a private medical team assembled within the hour. The absolute best Healers and Pack Doctors on the continent. Blank check. Do not fail me.
He opened his eyes and handed the tablet back to Dr. Evans. Then he crouched down in front of me, pulling me against his chest. “You are not fighting this alone, Adelina,” he murmured into my hair.
When we walked back into the room, my grandmother tensed. Her disoriented Inner Wolf instantly picked up on Kain’s scent — the heavy ancient cedar and pure dominance of an apex predator.
𝖳h𝘰u𝘀𝗮n𝗱𝘴 𝗼𝘧 rea𝖽𝘦𝘳s 𝗼𝗇 ѕ.с𝗈𝗆
“Who are you?” she demanded, her frail voice trembling with instinctual wariness.
I opened my mouth, completely at a loss. How could I explain our complicated Mating Contract to a woman whose mind was broken?
But Kain didn’t hesitate. He stepped forward and, to my absolute shock, dropped to one knee beside the bed. He gently took her fragile hand in his massive one.
“I am a friend of the Wolfe bloodline, Elder,” Kain said, his voice a soothing, deep rumble. “I am here to protect its future p>
The sheer power and sincerity in his scent seemed to calm her frantic Inner Wolf. She relaxed against the pillows, nodding slowly. Kain turned his head, his golden eyes locking onto mine. “I will take care of her for the rest of her life p>
It wasn’t just a reassurance for her. It was a vow to me.
Dr. Evans cleared his throat. “There is one more thing. A fractured soul requires a Soul Anchor — a powerful, stable Alpha scent to keep her Inner Wolf from spiraling into madness. She needs a permanent, secure den p>
“She moves into the Master Den at Blackstone Tower tomorrow,” Kain declared, his tone leaving absolutely no room for argument.
“Kain, I can’t just p>
He closed the distance between us, his hand wrapping around my waist and pulling me flush against him. He leaned down, his lips brushing my ear.
“Her Inner Wolf will sense the truth of our bond, little wolf,” Kain whispered, his voice a dark, intoxicating blend of an Alpha’s Command and raw tenderness. “For her soul to find peace, she needs to believe her granddaughter has found her Fated Mate and is safe in his den. We will give her that truth p>